"pre-dawnlight
to hear its quietude
stand but still
as the great blue heron
atop a low-tide stump"
--an'ya
Leper Squint. (via @ladyliminal1)
"...Neptune of the blood,
With fearful trident, blows from his dusky breast
A wind throughout the spiral-twisted shell."
--The Sackvilles' Duino, 3
Lardil that i misremembered as "Nardil".
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